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  • Writer's pictureKyx

as the seasons seep through



her dress seems made of dandelions

fresh and so pristine

dew drops from spring leaves

dye her innocent eyes green


her youth seems made of dandelions

delicate as they sit in their meadows

a touch of molten summer sun drips

and turns her yellow


her heart seems made of dandelions

fragile as they fall into a maple bed

when she starts to love

the seams are stained with red


her body seems made of dandelions

and she starts to shudder

as the winter wind begins to blow

she has lost the seasons’ colours


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